It started out as a normal day. Coffee, music, chatting. I drove down the same road that I take every single day to work. I passed each traffic light with ease, thanks to the early morning emptiness. The pre-rush hour calm lulled me into a false sense of security, as my grey Nissan Kicks cruised lazily along. I watched the car in front of me drive off from the green traffic light, and I followed slightly behind as the car beside me attempted to cut into my lane – of course wi

I just taught my 2000th ride at Motion. If you’d have told me when I was living in Paris in my early twenties that I would be here today, I would have screamed with joy. I loved spinning as soon as I tried it; it was my therapy, and it finally gave me a healthy way to exercise after years of hating my body. But to be an instructor, that was never on the cards. I was studying to be a translator, and before that I had studied writing, so spinning certainly wasn’t a viable caree

I wrote my first “book” at the age of eight. Years later I decided I wanted to write novels for a living as I was sitting on a beach in...